A FRANKFURTER CHRISTMAS

Here it is folks: Frankfurt christmas market. Imagine it a bit more packed with people. This is one of my favourite things about Germany: people, the smells, the music and the FOOD. Our favourite meal of choice is a cone of chips topped with curry sauce. Wash it down with some piping spiced red grape juice, and it’s a party.

Connor is quite the native by now and speaks German wherever we visit. Which, don’t worry, wasn’t a Biergarten.

We spent our time wandering around tiny towns with even tinier houses and beautiful art and history.

Seeing as this is a haphazard post with no real direction, please enjoy this image of my christmas present from my parents:

That’s right: a self-help book on dating. I wish I could say this was a first, but once my good friends Kaley and Whitney bought me a book on how to understand boys. Now that this is a recurring situation, I guess I should be concerned that I will end up a blogging spinster. Unless of course I read said books?